Il testo della High as hell

I grab the henny and twist the topGuzzle it, that's when the reaction startsI split the chalk with the dutchHad the hash in the greenery, then the l get sparked

Keith murray's never smokin' on babithNiggas give me dirt and i throw it in the garbageActual facts, writtin exact, sacks of african blackI smoke two back to back

I smoke so much, i choke out fire alarmsWith the towel under the door to feel the effect of the barPut visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hell

I inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-romInhale it through your mouth, freeze like you frozeThen (blow air from your nose), blow it out yo' nose

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

Me and the funk docta spock up top on the hot blockTwo big jig hot shots coppin' motsSeasons slice precise, ice and tightsChicken heads that circle the block twice

If you chokin' then pass 'cuz it's not a gameBitches hit my blunts and never feel the sameThey start actin' strange an' kinda eroticI try to tell her, you ain't nothin' 'bout no chronic

Ahh, drats i think i'll take a long walkAnd light a fat one up for the sergeant general of new yorkWho determine gettin' lifted kill brain cells maybeIf it wasn't for weed, niggaz would be goin' crazy

So smell it from afar, comin' from the barOr rushin' out when i open up the car doorWhether home or at a party in a bag or a jarPut that lah in the air and represent with a stand for

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

I'm not sayin' i'ma a pothead, 'cuz i'm notI'm just sayin' that i smoke a lotCatch me in v.i.p. smokin' with dennis scottOr after the show in the parkin' lot

I only buy weed from a selective few'cuz niggaz is wicked and they will get youI ran outta blunts, got some paper from your motherShe had extra weed, so we rolled another

No doubt, i hear you outBefore i roll my l, i take the cancer part outI'ma kite 'cuz i missed the buddah spot before the flightAnd damn we gon' be away for like 12 nights

So here i am in amsterdam, gettin' high againYou know what? come to think of it, yo, i'll have a heinekenInhale it through your mouth, freeze like you frozeThen (blow air from your nose), blow it out yo' nose

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellLooked in the mirror, said to myself, yo, you high as hellI inhale a gray smoke for the tramGet 3 dimensional visions like cd-rom

I put some visine in my eyes so no one can tellI don't give a fuck so you can go to hellWe smokin' up, y'all, we smokin' up y'allWe smokin' up, y'all, get lifted